Had A Good Time Face-Down Blues

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A common enough tale, though in this case, not a particularly personal one (whew!).

Had A Good Time Face-Down Blues


I am resting on my face
in a gutter of no good will
(and, in fact, a nasty place).

Just, a fractured lump of lies;
configured as an honest mass
of insufficient tries...

Now, I contemplate, inert,
how cascades of bright potential
concluded, rumpled in the dirt.

Or, more precisely, it is mud.
(It's fortunate my ruination
..................some draining flood.)

Ah... I must be quite a sight;
by buttward-upmost point-of-view,
I'm no one's shining knight.

Chic shirt,
.................never to be the same,
upon this carcass, ill-bedecked;
...labeled with a better name.

Reposing, dissolute in thought...
Perhaps last night's lady more content
than previous friendship bought.

But, second think on hazy booze;
and priority given a posher spot
...for a shameless morning's snooze.

by Steven P. Pody

Submitted: March 25, 2021

© Copyright 2022 Steven P. Pody. All rights reserved.

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